Title: There's no name yet.
Author: Alice Vanity
Rating: R
Fandom: TFATF
Pairing: Letty\Dom, Brian\Mia
Disclaimer: Don't own TFATF, the characters, The song.
Feedback: Hell yeah :)
Summary: No summary yet.
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Hello, my name is Letty.
And I feel like I'm in a fucking A.A's meeting.
I'm perfectly aware of the fact that im talking to myself, it's just cause I have no one else to talk to in here.
I'm an addict. And it's something you can't say so easily. I first tried it – cause I could. Then It has became a lifestyle, and at the end…you find yourself barely going through the week, waiting for it's end, Waiting for Friday night's…Race.
Shit, what can I say? I always liked cars. Having an illegal hubby isn’t such a great thing. Not talking about dangerous, there were always the possibilities of crashing or getting arrested.
As I'm thinking about it… growing up with him, with those guys. I couldn’t live another life. There couldn’t be a different Letty.
After my mom left, when I was around nine, my Dad's health and lives just became worst. He had no job, and as a girl I never understood why he drank so much. When I saw those bottles…I hated 'em. After seeing 'em he'd became an ass and bit the shit outta me. I remember that other night, he was so drunk I couldn’t even understand his talking. But I remember him yelling at me to go to bed. I didn’t want to, he pulled his belt out of his pants…
I remember Dom's face. He wasn’t a little boy I could lie to, when I was 12 he was 16, and he knew things weren’t so great at our house. Rick, Dom's father used to be such a good friends with mine. I never understood why all of a sudden I was making my way alone to the Torreto's, dad always used to come with me. But when I think about that…he was an animal, and Rick was too good to make friends with him. After that day, after Dom saw the bleeding wound over my brow they picked me up after school and I stayed over at their house, And the night after that.
A social advisor came over to our house, we met her right when we entered my house to take a few clothes back to the Torreto's, she asked me a few questions and then talked to Rick.
When I asked where my dad was she explained to me that he was being judged for a few wrong things he did. I pushed her, asking what kind of things. But she did not answer, she just said I'd meet her tomorrow. I didn’t want to meet her the day after, I didn’t want to meet her ever again. I wanted my dad back at home, with no booze around. But the woman agreed I'd stay at their house just for tonight.
And that night was so creepy. I slept in Mia's room, she was 10 back then, her dad opened her bed for us and we slept each one over one side of the photon, we got into bed at 8. I fell asleep around 9, knowing Rick's asleep, Dom's awake in his room with his girlfriend, and Mia's sleeping for more then half an hour. I couldn’t sleep, the thoughts didn’t leave me.
The window over my head was making noises as the wind smacked it over and over, it started to pour with loud thunders that made me tremble from the inside. I began to cry like a little girl, and I was never a "little girl", I was always tough, and never let anyone take advantage of me or see the softer side of Letty. But I just couldn’t handle this anymore, and started to cry and weep silently, trying not to wake Mia up.
I ran into Dom's room, he was just making out with his girlfriend on his bed, the door wasn’t completely closed so I just had to push it a little to walk into the room, I saw them lying on the bed, his hand pushing her shirt up a little, touching her skin, kissing her neck. I was only 12 years old, I didn’t know so much about it, but I remember a strange little sparkle of anger floated me all of a sudden.
"Dominic?" I wept quietly. He immediately broke their kiss and pushed her a little off of him. "Letty? What are you doing out of bed?" he whispered sweetly, I never thought to myself back then how he must have felt about me interrupting to him and his girl, I bet if I didn’t show up they would have been…oh well, it doesn’t matter. He nicely asked her to go home, poor girl was a little upset. But I knew none of those girls were serious for Dom, they were skanks, sluts, and cheerleaders.
It was only normal they'd want Dom, he was really popular, muscular and just…looked hot.
But I guess that night he wasn’t so desperate, so she left and he offered me to sleep in his bed. There was nothing sexual about that night, he was always a good friend of mine, and I was too scared, I remember my breaths – quick and heavy, I was a little hysterical. Dom lay on one side of his bed, inviting me to go to the other side of it. I got into bed and he covered me in his white blanket as a warm feeling fell on me. He caressed my hair as I turned my back on him, with his touch I fell asleep – safe and sound. Ever since that moment, I couldn’t fall asleep without him by my side.
The next morning was hell. I mean…everything was good at the Torreto's, we set around the table – Mia, Dom, Rick and I - but then I had to prepare, according to Rick's. I didn’t know what I was preparing for, but I did what he asked me to do. I gathered all my things, clothes and other stuff in a bag, and he gave me a small plastic bag with a few sandwiches and chasers within it. I knew I was not going to school, but he never told me what was going on, only that Dom and Mia are going to school and were gonna stay home for a little while, waiting for her to come.
We came out together and stood next to Rick's old Mustang. Mia gave me a hug, she didn’t look so sad, I bet she thought she's gonna see my again when she comes back from school. But Dom…he bent over and lifted me up, embracing me, holding me close and tight. I remember his hug was weird to me, I didn’t understand…why?
When he put me back on the ground he leaned his big hands on my little shoulders, then he looked into my eyes without even saying a word. I hated him in that very moment. I started to cry, I didn’t know why I cried, but deep down inside I knew why. I was crying because Dom really thought to himself he'd never see me again. His eyes were blocked – almost hollow. A couple of Brown gorgeous eyes that lost their sparkles came closer, I closed my eyes, feeling him gently kissing my cheek.
I squeezed my eyes and started to cry again, even louder this time. "No! No!" I yelled, Rick that was smoking a few meters away turned around immediately. I came closer to Dom, pushing him and punching him in frustration. "I hate you! I hate you Dominic!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. Dom tried to grab my wrists and stop me from getting wilder. Rick rushed to hold my shoulders and pushed me a little backwards. I tried to catch my breath, watching Dom petting Mia's head, she was crying too, not understanding what's going on.
"Dominic," Rick said with his authoritative tune. "I'll get Mia into the car so you and Letty can talk for a while." And he took Mia with him. "Letty…" Dom whispered, he went down on his knees and tried to hold my shoulder. I crossed my hands hard and twisted my eyebrows. "Don’t touch me!" I yelled and took a few steps back. "I love you Lett." He said quietly and then leaned a slight tap on my head. Then I heard the car's door opens, closes, engine, and that sound of a car…driving away from me.
Rick and I set outside for a while, talking about my dad. At first I was the one who was so quiet, but then I started to ask so many questions he did not know how to answer on 'em.
And then she came. Rick gave me a hug, and asked me to come and visit him from time to time. I didn’t want to ask why I can't stay…I guess it was too much trouble for him. And then hell started, that woman took me to an orphanage. I've always been different from the other girls. I knew 'normal girls' were Mia and her friends from school. I had a big mouth, I used the curse and act like a boy. I was an outsider and never really made friends with anyone from my class, so at the orphanage everything was the same.
A society I couldn’t fit into, the people were different but yet – so much like I knew. There was this girl, she was my room mate, her name was Sara, she thought she was better then me, she thought that just because I'm knew she can manipulate me and control me. And I was a wild beast, no one could ever control me. My room mate…she was a specific human copy of Angela that used to be in my class. We always used to fight, she thought I'm weak cause I had no friends. But I always used to replay to any of her nasty comments, until once…it went a little farther, and I kicked that bitch's ass, I slapped her and kicked her and scratched her, and totally showed her, haha, what can I say? I fight like a boy. They were so alike, so basically nothing was new, only the faces, only the place - But same old characters.
The bitch that always thought she could take advantage of me cause im new, the one who always tried to defend me cause she felt sorry for me. The ones that never talked to me and even tried to get to know me cause they were sure they are much better then me.
Fuck all those bitches, I thought to myself. Being all by my own I was never avoiding from getting into a mess, a fight, or trouble. I was a living dead punk that unfortunately already kinda got used to this routine, and to this cold and cruel process of adopting parents. They always wanted to talk to us, the kids. And then they would decide were too old, too dumb, too fucked up, too fucking quiet, too shy, too fucking anything. And they'd walk away with a new baby.
I went to a foster only once. It was after a year of surviving the orphanage for a year. I don’t even know why that woman decided to take me. I was 13, and by the time I got to her house I was already a bad ass punk, she was kinda old, probably around 50 years old. She lived on her own, but took care of me quit well, I just didn’t feet like home. I started to put a lot of make up, and met guys that were a lot older then me, like 17-18 with driving licenses, they were into street races and shit, and even though I was far away from Dom, at the other side of L.A. I loved cars, I had to keep my mind busy on this one.
One night…Elizabeth, my adopting mother, came into my room around midnight, I was out – sneaked out a couple of hours earlier to hang out with those guys. Most of 'em were boys that I could get along with, but there were also a few sluts. We were drinking beer and Vodka, and I smoked and danced to their music in the car. When I got back I sneaked through the window into my room, it was a huge house with only one floor. She set there in a total darkness, waiting for me to turn on the light. And I did it, and she was furious. She came right up to me, and noticed the booze and the smoke's smells almost immediately. And then she said she's sending me back tomorrow morning.
Same old social advisor that took me from the Torreto's came to the orphanage to see me that night, same day Elizabeth brought me back. She offered to go and visit the Torreto's. I agreed and we went there.
From that very first moment we got into their house, I was with Mia and Dom outside, and Rick and she were talking in the living room. They talked a lot, then after two hours the social advisor took me aside, she asked me questions about the Torreto's, how and since when I know 'em, and then…she asked if I would like to stay. I was so happy that the first thing I did was screaming. I said I'd do anything to stay. She hurried to explain it's a long legal process but in the meantime I could spend the night in their house and come back to my old school.
Being adopted by Rick Torreto, living in the same house with two of my best friends, getting even closer with 'em, the fact that they embraced me cause they knew I wouldn’t make it anywhere else in the whole world…was the best and biggest reason for my to act like Dominic Torreto was the best thing that ever happened to me. And yes indeed - he was.
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This is basically the background of the story from the storyteller's point of view. Which is Letty.
I decided to start off with this to give you an idea about her past, what she had been going through that made her who she is to me now.
So this is just like an exposition, a pre-start, not even a start, not even the first chapter.
Chapter 1:
After living at the Torreto's house for a few good months, everything looked different. I felt safe, I knew If I'd feel lonely Mia's room was right at the 2nd door from the right. I knew if I'd feel bothered or angry I can always use Dom's help. Oh God, how I looked up to Dom. He was my super hero, he could do anything. I could go over to people in school and start shit cause I felt like, knowing they'd watch their mouths cause they knew I got Dom's back. There were a few times when bullies came up to me and started to be asses…Dom made 'em choke on their teethes, and they never looked towards me, ever again.
I was just happy to feel like a part of a family. And I knew I always for a place in those good people's hearts.
But I tended to sink with those memories too often, remembering Dom as I wanted to remember him, and not how he became. Even before Jessie things started to change. With Brian's joining to the team, with those stupid crazy nights of jacking trunks like it's some cheep ass action movie. Man…what the fuck was I thinking...?
"Hey, anything else girl?" the bartender said, shaking me from the daydreaming as he tapped his big hand on the counter. "Yeah, can you please give me a Corona?" I said, half-whispering the last word. But he heard me, so he just put the bottle with the orange liquid infront of me. I looked at it, starting to think again, it was our favorite beer, we used to have it all around the house all time…
I held it in one hand, opened it and took a swig. "Hello Letty." I heard that voice calling to me from behind. I thought I was dreaming, and I didn’t want to know if I was or wasn’t. I slowly turned around, he stood right infront of the bar's opening, and a few sun rays are coming out of the edges of his back, his neck, and his hips. He looked just as always, still old Dom. Wearing a white tank top and army pants. A cocky smile on his face as he's saying my name again, wakes me up from the rush of shock. "Letty?" he repeats, I blinked, to see if I'm not going insane imagining ghosts talking to me. But I wasn’t, he was still there when I opened my eyes.
"You look good…" he nodded, still with that smile.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" I snapped, still not believing, still feels a little weird to me, like I'm half-talking to myself.
His eyebrows rose, "I thought you were gonna…" he started, with this fake tune of offence, and still smiling.
"You thought I'm gonna what?" I cut him off impatiently and very seriously. "Letty baby…I'm back, it's all good." And he lifted his arms up against his hips.
"Nothing is good, you jackass." I sneered, still checking him out. That son of a bitch looked just like before, hasn’t changed at all - still well-built, still very attractive.
"I missed you. Don’t be like that…its over." He mumbled, getting even closer, trying to wrap his arms around me. I pushed him away and punched him hard with all of my strength in his face.
His balance messed up a little but he was getting steady on his foots, grabbing his cheek after the smack. "Damn right it's over." I stated and stepped into the door.
I looked strong, I looked like I knew how to handle almost everything including Dom's comeback into my life, But to be honest…I wasn’t.
I didn’t know how the hell am I gonna go on right now. What am I gonna tell Mia? Vince? Leon? They're gonna freak! They're gonna die. How do you even start to say it? "Dom's back in L.A."? This sentence would never sound easy, no matter how I'd put it.
* "It's been the longest winter without you
I didn't know where to turn to
See somehow I can't forget you
After all that we've been through.
Thought I couldn't live without you
It's gonna hurt when it heals too
It'll all get better in time
And even though I really love you
I'm gonna smile cause I deserve to
It'll all get better in time."
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*I don't own the song (Better in time – Leona Lewis) , Nor TFATF, nor the characters.
Chapter 2:
"Oh shut the fuck up Dominic! You don’t know shit." I yelled.
"That’s right, I don’t. That’s how you're gonna make me look like now?" he leaned his hand on his chest.
I wanted to punch him, but I knew beating him up again wont get anything better, well…except from my personal feeling. "I'm not gonna make you look like anything, your actions made it for you, asshole."
He just stared, didn’t answer. "Things were falling apart here Dominic, Vince was slowly, very slowly recovering from fucking bullets wounds, Mia was recovering from a fucking brokenhearted's wounds. And Leon…well, everything within him was basically also wounded and fucked up."
"And I'm not even talking about myself, not even starting!" I pointed with my finger on my collarbone. He lowered his look to see my hand pointing, and then bit his lower lip, looking poor, still not answering.
But I was not finished yet: "And where were you Dominic huh?" I asked and without even waiting for an answer kept going: "In Baja? Or maybe you were in another beautiful city on the edge of the ocean? And what were you doing there? Getting a sun tent? Banging some skanks? Or maybe you were racing to get some money?"
I got quiet, he still didn’t have anything to say. I know he knew I was right. Yeah I was goddamn right.
"A whole fucking year. You didn’t even show up for Jessie's funeral." The last few words I said in a deep voice, almost trembling upon my words.
I hoped this would be Dom's weak point I just touched, but after not seeing him grieving for Jessie on his grave…I truly didn’t know what was important to him anymore. Fuck that, after Dominic didn't show even a tiny sign of existence for a year – I didn’t know if I was fucking important to him.
I made my way down the street as he kept following me. "And stop following me around! That’s not gonna get you into my pants again." I stated, turning around to take a peek in his face, tryin' to read 'em.
"Oh that’s what you think?" he played the offended. "Fuck what I think, you better mind what I want."
"Well then, what is it that you want?" he said as he came closer to me, walking next to me, I looked at him, with his stupid cocky look on his face, he was so sure I'm gonna pass this.
"You," I said quietly, he smiled, thinks he won. "…Out of my life!" I yelled and kept going faster, leaving him wondering.
I entered to the dinner, "Hey girl what's up?" I said, sitting next to the bouncer, dropping my keys. "Everything's good Lett," Mia said and opened the refrigerant, heading me a bottle of water. "Thanks" I mumbled and opened it, feeling a few drops of sweat down my cheeks.
"So what's new?" she asked after a constant silence. "Uh…well…your brother's in town." I said rapidly and took another swig. "What?" Mia called out. "Yeah…" I murmured. Her face was blank. "Yeah well I had the same expression when I saw him…"
"What? But…when?" Mia murmured under tears. "He actually followed me here." I said silently.
"So where the hell is he now? Why didn’t he come over?" I shrugged and said: "Cause I'd kick his ass."
"What?" she raised her eyebrows, I closed the bottle, lookin' on it, and then raising my look to meet her eyes and said "Mia, he abandoned us! Sorry to say – your brother is an ass."
"He came back."
"Doesn’t matter."
"I bet he still loves you."
"He never did."
"Come on Lett…what the hell are you sayin'…?"
"He wasn’t here when you were depressed, he wasn’t visiting Vince when he laid half-dead in a fuckin hospital bed. He wasn’t here for Leon and me!" I yelled.
Mia raised her look over my shoulders, her eyes that were already bright with tears in 'em started to shed drops on her red cheeks. I turned around to find Dom standing behind me. His look was on her but he lowered it to see me. I turned back to Mia.
She was frozen. No one knew what to say.
I finally broke the silence as I said: "Get the hell outta here." - Still turning my back on him.
"Look at me." He asked. "Fuck you." I yelled, getting up and turning around to meet him. "I said get the fuck away from here" I yelled again, pushing him off the porch. He held my hands, "Let me go!" I said and kicked him, but he was bounding my hands together.
I took a deep breath and went backwards, releasing myself from his grip. I stepped back into the dinner, taking the bottle of water and the keys, I took a peek in Mia, hoping she'd do the right thing and blow him off.
"You can do whatever you want to, but you're not getting into my life again." I whispered as I passed him, stepping towards my Silvia, into it, and far away from him. I thought we could avoid seeing him again, but he won't give up as easily as I thought he would. So Vince and Leon gotta know about this…I wonder how they'd take it.